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Prompt: Stomp

Little feet stomp defiantly down the hallway to their room. The little body they belong to lays down on its bed. Little arms are crossed over a little chest that huffs angrily. A mother pokes her head in the doorway and smiles. She shows the child a toy, sloppily sewn together at its broken seams. Little feet run, little arms wrap around big legs, happy giggles come from both child and mother.